Luyện nghe bài hát Esther

It was one fall night at a fairground near town
When first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her
With a bucket swung in his hand

His stretched the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips a dollop of murk on the curb
And the lights the rides showed a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his eyed stare

He said, "Little girl, you can off my legs
And then off my socks if you want to
But I'd rather you this old puppet from me
I hold in my pail as we speak"

And he looking down at the innocent girl
And she stared at the bewildered
Then he the doll for the young girl to see
And a smile grew on his face

She saw the doll's eyes and she couldn't
And she thanked the man and ran to the church
And she burst through the door with puppet high
And a hush filled the chapel and the looked mean

Esther in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to
The congregation struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's leather

the window of the church, a storm began to rage
And Esther knew the time had to flee
She scurried down the aisle toward the in the distance
And out into the rainstorm where she she would be free

But the wind was blowing
And her skirt began to billow, until her feet began to lift
And she rose above the houses and the and the chimneys
And and the doll were set adrift

higher over the hills
And the valleys and treetops flutter and glide
Soaring and suspended on air
With the earth far below they'd tumble
And dive the clouds

And she began to earthward
Till she landed in the nasty of town
She about the village sure to find the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the darkest of night

Nervously she for the pouch that held the puppet on her rump
Feeling quite Esther hid behind
A nearby pile of lumber, where she till the dawn
'Cause it would have a blunder
To to a hoodlum on the prowl

When the morning came, she wandered the streets
Along the lake that lay beside the town
At last a peaceful moment, but she she heard a sound
It was an angry mob of joggers up to knock her down

As Esther stood and shook her head the joggers were
And she knew she had no left but to swim
As the frosty water its bitter teeth into her hide
She tried to slide the heavy from her skin

Naked now she made her way toward the
When suddenly she felt a tugging at her toe
And the puppet she'd wrapped its tiny
Little arms around her ankle and let her go

The waves seemed to open and her whole
As the doll her down through the eerie green deep
And the of the laughing old man filled her ears
As she drifted to a tranquil and motionless sleep